DISCONTINUED! REWRITE IN MAKING!
book two of 'teen pregnancy'
open to read more about auroras journey in the apocalypse with being a teen mother and handling other difficult tasks
𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝟯(𝗲𝗽𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝟱-𝟭𝟲)-𝟰
𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗼𝗰 𝘅 𝗱𝗮𝗿�...
Rory groans as walker blood splatters on her. Shuttering a little she continues to stab at the walkers. She had been here for about and hour now. It doesn't look like she did any good but the pile she's making says other wise.
"What the fuck?" Looking down she sees a bunch of half rat carcasses. She quickly puts two and two together, someone's been feeding these things.
She looks over to Maggie who had been out there also, but kept her distance. Her eyes widen as the sight of the walkers pushing down the wall.
"Maggie, go get Rick and Daryl." She urges, stabbing them through the fence.
"The noise drew 'em out now this parts starting to give."
"It's not just that." Rory yells, stabbing another one. "Someone's been fucking feeding them. There's a bunch of half dead rats over there. It's herding them up!" She quickly motions to where they were before going to to the matter at hand.
"Hey! Hey!" Rory pushed against the fence as it starts to give. Everyone joins in the aid of trying to push it back.
"Everybody back! Come on, back, now!" Daryl orders, grabbing Rory by the elbow and pulling her back.
"The fence continues to bend, the walkers are coming over it." Rory looks from the walkers to the pig pen, catching Rick doing the same thing.
"Daryl, get the truck. I know what to do." Daryl nods before going off, Rick doing the same thing. Rory continues to stab the walkers with Glenn, Sasha and Tyreese while Maggie gets the gate.
Rory watches as Daryl drives the truck out with Rick on the trailer, the little piglets in the box. The walkers start to go away from the fence, seeing fresh meat on their side.
She looks down when Rick picks up a piglet and slices it's leg. She ignores them and continues to stab away.
"Come on!" Sasha yells, Rory drops her crowbar, going to help put in another stake. Taking off the gloves she wipes the sweat away from her head. She throws them to the ground before sitting down against the second fence.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"We need to have another council meeting soon. Someone, has been feeding these things." Rory tells Daryl, she wraps her arms around his torso pulling him close.
"Alright, I'll talk to Hershel about calling one later." She nods, leaning up to give him a soft kiss.
"Rory, Daryl." Rick rounds the corner, making the two pull away. He looked to be in distress. "You need to come with me." No other words were said as they followed him into the prison and down through the tombs.
She gasped as trails of blood from two of the cells lead outside. But that wasn't the worst. She felt her stomach churn at the sight.
